So, as I was driving through the city yesterday following our flag football game — we squeaked a win and Johnmire is getting this from me for Christmas. He’s aware. — I was cruising down K street NW heading West when what should I see to my left but the occupy DC tent city. It was precious. I was immediately certain that Gandhi — whose face was represented on a giant sign — was probably observing the whole thing from paradise like, “Dang. That’s a really nice $400 tent from REI. Coulda used that when I was fasting in protest…”
Anyway, my friend Crosley invited me Friday to a new place in the Shaw neighborhood owned by some friends of hers. Excellent potato soup and I had several Maker’s and Gingers. Also, they played Neutral Milk Hotel’s Aeroplane Over the Sea, an album ostensibly about Anne Frank, and that’s just synchronous right now for me. I won’t go into it. Suffice to say that it’s a subject that keeps things in perspective. Anyway, here’s my fave of the songs…
Also, Cros and I decided that someone who says, “I’m selfish,” or “I’m in a bitchy mood today,” does not get to then act selfish or bitchy because they’ve somehow warned you how they suck. It’s almost worse to know it and do it anyway. I mean, is it reasonable to be all, “I’m feeling like I just want to go knock over a liquor store…” No. No it is not.
So knock it off.